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Sep 2013
Everything's faded
I wanna be sedated
Through blurry eyes
I can see I've been baited

Fell into your trap
You tighten the strap
Til I'm bound in your web
There's no turning back

I was too naive
I thought you'd never leave
Though you broke my soul
You still made me believe

Now I sit waiting
The world's disintegrating
Into oblivion
Into my self-hating. . .
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